Joan began to giggle a little. “I have a thought. Some of Sarah’s clothes might fit Bobby. Why don’t we pick out a nice outfit for him?”
“Really?” Theresa gasped.
“No, not really. I was just kidding.”
“Ha, ok,” laughed Theresa. “However, we may have to do something. We didn’t find any underwear in that box. I don’t really have a solution.”
“Hmmm. Maybe we could figure out a way to launder the pair he is wearing now while he is in the shower each day. Heck, he is a boy, he could just go without. I hear they do that.”
“Not a bad idea. Let’s see what he wants to do when he gets back.”